They should use only your work email. Stock response: all work should be sent to Sox@workemail.com

nothing more because otherwise you will never be part-time

I wouldn't even acknowledge it. They know damn well that it's your personal email and you wouldn't answer a work email. it's their way of trying to make you work when you aren't supposed to.

Sox, that's infuriating. I agree with the wise Buffistas above--either reply with the one line Beth suggested or don't reply at all.

Speaking of infuriating...Raq, I am dumbfounded. I am livid on your behalf. Seriously? I mean...SERIOUSLY? Who ARE these people?

You could create a boilerplate "away" message to cut and paste into each email from work.

I wonder if gmail filters can be set to autorespond to any email from @workemail.com...

Speaking of infuriating...Raq, I am dumbfounded. I am livid on your behalf. Seriously? I mean...SERIOUSLY? Who ARE these people?

My first thought was "aliens!' but even aliens would have a better sense of propriety.

I am trying to decide who to vote for for county commissioner. As far as I can tell, the combined IQs of the people running for my district roughly equals a box of rocks. We have Viola “Unhappy Taxpayer” Davis, whose qualifications are apparently that she's spent the last six years showing up at commission meetings and annoying people. Here's one of her proposals: "I have a vision of DeKalb County being the ‘Branson Missouri’ of the South as an economic initiative of the future." We have another woman who keeps implying that she has been endorsed by Obama. We have the guy who says he doesn't know of any zoning issues, which suggests he's spent the last decade in a bomb shelter. (Okay, I was already not going to vote for him because he's for earlier bar closing. I make many of my political decisions based on alcohol.) Sigh.

I am also not voting for the Public Service Commission candidate who talks about "roving blackouts." It's "rolling blackouts," moron. The blackouts do not stroll about like minstrels.

I'm exhausted.

{{{ND}}} I bet you are. Get some sleep, hon.

I somehow managed to do nothing in the unpacking realm tonight. I spent the better part of the evening updating the iPhone, banging my head on the desk to get it to reload music and videos, then browsing the apps that are available for it. And lastly, playing with them! I did manage to fill out the direct deposit slip to make payday easier! But nothing in the house. :: sigh ::

Seriously, work emails to personal account should not count. At all. Unless you have specifically said for some reason "work account is broken", they shouldn't be even sending anything to personal account, unless they are ccing working account and apologizing profusely.

Went to trivia. Won again! Woot! Got vaguely accused of cheating?? WTF? Was no possible way we could've even looked like we were cheating. Very odd. Woman did not stick around and back it up or anything, but we were left feeling creeped out and annoyed.

But we won. ANNNNND, we were sitting next to these super hot twins. Who we chatted with cause we were grading their papers. And then it turns out they were from out of town. So we played some pool with them afterward. Of course, I am not smoove enough to actually like, get the hookup. So it was just flirting and pool and playing music on the jukebox and walking a few blocks towards home/their hotel, and dangit, the one I really was flirting with lives in Denver (why couldn't I have flirted with the one who lives in Portland, that's nearer by!), and why couldnt' I even have gotten their last names and found them on Facebook or something? And geez, what was their mom thinking when she named them Carrie and Sherrie???